Chapter 7: New Year's Eve

It's been a month since that night, the night I admitted my feelings to somebody. You usually say that kind of things first to your mum, or your sister, or your best friend. Since my mum and my sister were away, my only choise was my best friend; Shannon.

I cried and sobbed but he just held me and tried to calm me down. I don't know why I reacted like this, but I wanted to get rid of this weight. He took me to my hotel room and we talked. I expected to listen some kind of shit, but what he said was unexpected. He just said that being in love is an amazing feeling and he also said that Jared is a good choise. He said that he's not gonna say the best things for him because he's his brother, but he tried to make me feel better. The thing is that he made me feel embarassed, having a conversation like this was really awkward. And then, I just fell asleep while crying.

The next days I tried to avoid Jared. That was easy, since I had nothing to do with him. But life on a tour bus is very 'closing' and I always stumbled in him. The only words we exchanged was a 'hi' or 'good morning' and 'goodnight'. I was fine with this, but every day I felt more frustrated because my love for him was increasing. Thank god I had work on the tour and my mind was distracted.

And as days go by, Christmas came very soon. My Christmas break lasted only four days, which I spent with my family. It was tiring to travel from NYC to UK and back, but I wanted to be with my family.
In the 26th of December was Jared's birthday. I didn't call him or something, I just Skyped with Shannon and told him to give him my wishes. But when I was ready to disconnect, Jared popped up in the screen to wish me Merry Christmas and that was the time we had a proper talk after a month or so. After that call, I started to cry without reason and fell asleep.

One thing I can't understand is why did they fix concerts for the last days of the year. There is a concert even for New Year's Eve. And I have to be there. Not that I mind at all, but it was weird, my first changing of the year away from my home and my family.

~~~

I get out of the bathroom of my hotel room, the view out of the window a little bit darker than earlier because of the clouds in the sky, the lights of Las Vegas starting to dance. I wrap my towel tighter around my body and walk to the window to admire the view. When I walk past the bed, I turn to look at the sleeping body there. Poor Tim, sometimes I really feel like taking advantage of him because I want to forget about the whole Jared-thing. But he gives me what I want and I do the same. It's not something emotional. Even if we tried, we always ended up in bed with no feelings between us. The sex was enough.

I'm so lost in my thoughts that I gasp when a hand wraps me by the waist and turns me around. Tim is looking at me with a smile on his face, making me smile too. I look him up and down and notice that he's still naked.

"You're naked, you'll freeze."

"Look who's talking, you're all wet with just a towel wrapped around you."

I chuckle and punch him playfully on the arm just to be pulled to him and kissed on the lips. When he releases me I go to the other and of the room, grabbing his clothes and throwing them to him.

"Dress up, you have soundcheck in half an hour."

"What the fuck? Did I sleep that much?"

"No. You just fucked that much."

I hear a laugh behind my back and turn to look at him with his underwear dangling from my finger.

"At least it was good."

"Indeed. But now go take a shower and then go straight to the venue."

"As you wish boss!"

I throw him his underwear and walk to my suitcase to pick up my outfit and my underwear. We both dress up in silence and when Tim is finished he comes and hugs me from behind, whispering in my ear.

"Will we celebrate the New Year after the show tonight?"

I smile at his words.

"Depends. If I get rid of my work early, we will probably do something about that."

He turns me around and kisses me, then he leaves the room smiling at me. When the door is closed behind him, I fall on the bed, my palms hiding my face. Who am I kidding? I know he wants something more but tries to keep it back. I also want something more, but not with him. Tim is just my friend, I never even imagined my self having a relationship like this with him. It's just complicated. Very complicated.

A knock on the door makes me jolt and I stand up from the bed, walking to the door. When I open the door, a cheery Shannon enters the room, holding a fake crown in his hands. I close the door and turn to look at him, his smile growing bigger when I keep looking at the crown.

"What's that?"

"Something for the princess. You deserve it."

He comes closer to me and puts the crown on my head, then steps back and smiles again.

"Now you're ready."

I start laughing with him.

"You came here all happy and woo because of this?" pointing at the crown in my head.

"I love Tim, but my stupid little brother really has to do something tonight with you, it's a good chance."

"Shannon, I-"

"You have a chance of kissing him in the change of the year! If you get on stage for 'Kings & Queens' and be close to him-"

"NO WAY! I can't do this."

He comes closer and pulls me in a hug.

"Baby girl, don't be always negative. You may stand lucky."

"Really? With these Porcelain-naked-twins and that Natalie girl around him? Don't tell me I say shit, I know they're joining the show tonight."

"Who gives a fuck about them?"

"Jared probably! Especially for Natalie, I'm 100% sure he fucked her already."

"Now you really say shit."

"Shan-"

"She may be beautiful and sexy and stuff but I'm sure Jay did nothing with her. I know my brother."

"But he was with her in his room once. ALONE!"

"How do you know?"

"I saw him at his door holding a whip. And I sent her there some minutes before."

"He may wanted to show it to her, just to know what was waiting for her."

I look him in the eye and raise a brow.

"These things can be tried only if your naked. But anyway, I'm not gonna talk about Jared all day."

"That's it! And about tonight, if it makes you feel better, the gig is going to be finished before the new year comes. And nobody is allowed backstage after the show."

I pull away from his arms and walk to the bed to grab my bag. Then, I turn to look at him and force a little smile.

"Not that I feel a lot better now, but ok, thanks for the information. Now move your ass, we have to go."

We are ready to leave the room when I remember the crown on my head. I reach to take it of, but Shannon grabs my hand and tells me to keep it on, as I do. Who cares? Everybody is in a crazy mood these days. We then leave the room without more words and go downstairs to leave for the venue.
All the way there I can't stop the thoughts I have about everything. Shannon's words still echo in my mind 'you have a chance of kissing him in the change of the year'. I know that there's no chance for me, but I also have a little hope. Only god knows what is to happen.

~~~

It's already 6 p.m. and I have to get ready for tonight's show. Then, I'm still sitting on the bed of the hotel room and look outside the window, the dark sky illuminated by the city lights. I don't even know what to wear, even if I already know that I have to 'shine', as Shannon mentioned. A knock on the door interrupts my thoughts again and I go to answer the door. I open the door to find a smiling Tomo looking at me, backpack with him. I let him enter the room and when the door is closed I turn to look at him, his smile now a straight line. He drops his backpack down and walks to me.

"You're gonna join the gig in this?" and he points up and down my body.

"Probably. I have nothing- HEY! Where are you going?" I ask when Tomo brusts to my suitcase and starts to throw out every piece of cloth I have inside. I just stand there and look at him in shock, trying to understand what he's doing. After a minute he stands up, holding my black mini dress and my black high heels. My eyes grow wide when I see them.

"You're kidding, aren't you?"

"Nope! You have to shine! It's NYE for god's sake! Try to look like a star!"

"Do I have to? I'm not going to a concert in this! It's too much."

"Look, everybody's going to wear something 'nice' today because it's a celebration, so why not?"

I feel my cheeks flush when I'm ready to answer.

"I... I feel like a slut in this dress."

Tomo drops the dress and my heels on the bed and comes closer to me.

"Then be. Only for one night. And if you feel like that, why you carry this dress with you?"

"I like it."

"Then show it. I bet you look gorgeous in this dress. Just do it, don't feel embarrased. It's only for a couple of hours, you're not the first to wear something like this."

I smile at his words and wrap my arms around him, hugging him briefly.

"Don't tell these things to Vicki, she's gonna kill you." I say and poke my tounge.

He laughs at my comment and pulls back.

"I'm not that stupid. Now get your ass and dress up, you have to look like a star."

I smile to him as he walks to the door and then leaves. Now I'm alone, with my dress and my heels. I have an hour to get ready and leave. I grab the dress in my hands and look at it. I hesitate for a minute, but then I put it down and start to put my other clothes in my suitcase.

"Why not?"

Chapter 6: Is this real?

Part 2



I wake up suddenly, my whole body saturated with sweat. The picture of Jared touching himself played all night in my head. I just can't understand why it was me making him horny. We're not very close or something, we just work together.
I stand up and get out of my bunk, stretching my arms. I walk towards the front of the bus to find Emma and Vicki sitting on the couch chatting. I wave at them both and walk to the fridge to grab the juice bottle. When I turn around, Emma stands up and gathers her things.

"I think I have to go, to much work. I'll see you later girls."

She leaves and I take her seat next to Vicki. Thank god she's here for some days and I have somebody to talk to. I open the bottle and take a big drag of juice. I sigh and vicki turns to look at me.

"Something bothers you, right?"

"Nah... It's from the sleep."

"I know you well enough to see when you're tired or not. Just spill it already."

My face flushes red as I try to master the courage to tell her what's going on.

"Last night I kinda... Caught Jared... Masturbating."

Her eyes grow big, my embarrassment growing more and more. I look down at my lap and sigh again.

"Ok. How was the show?"

"It's not time for joking."

"Well, how did this happen?"

"I just went to the back lounge to see if anybody was awake and I found him... You know in which phase."

"Eww! Just tell me he wore his clothes."

"OF COURSE HE DID! But still, it was disgusting to see him jerking himself off."

She takes the bottle of juice from my hands and puts on the table next to the couch. She turns at me and looks me in the eye.

"If it was that disgusting, why did you see the whole process?"

My face takes a crimson shade, making me look at my hands on my lap.

"Well, I heard him calling my name. He kinda... Was dreaming of me giving him a blowjob."

"WHAT?"

I put my hand in front of her mouth to prevent her from screaming even higher.

"Shut up! He doesn't know I was there! And nobody should know, so keep your mouth shut."

"But... How? You and him--"

"Yeah, me and him have nothing to do with each other. And it was a big shock for me too."

She lays on her back, touching her forehead and sighing.

"This probably means you're not the only one with a crush on him. What if--"

"No way! He hates me. He just can't have a crush on me."

"Ok, ok. But keep it in mind, you may not be the only one in love."

"Who is in love girls?"

We both turn to look at Jared standing next to the little kitchen. I feel all the blood leaving my face and hide my face in my hands.

"What's going on with her?"

"She just woke up, she needs time to adjust."

I lift my head to look at Vicki, a smirk plastered on her face. I then turn to look at Jared, seeing a smile form his lips.

"Ok. So, goodmorning Emma."

"G'morning."

I stand from the couch and walk towards my bunk so I can dress up and leave. When I reach my bunk, I turn to look back and see Jared looking at me, still smiling. This sight right now is the worst thing that could happen to me. I grab the first clothes I find in front of me and run to the bathroom, getting in and locking myself.

~~~

"Come on! Take your ass and come with me."

Shannon is on his knees in front of me, doing puppy eyes to make him the favor. It's been half an hour since he came here, trying to convince me to go with him to the set for Hurricane. Being the last time shooting was very exciting for him and he just wanted to go, as everybody did. The thing is that this last scenes involve Jared and Natalie and the only person who wanted to stay back to the hotel was me. It isn't because I saw Jared in... Personal moments, I just can't stand seeing him with another woman. Especially in moments concluding sex.

"I said no, for gods sake!"

"Please!"

He pouts and this makes me feel sorry for him without reason. Great, he convinced me once again.

"Ok, I'll come. But if I want, I will leave."

Shannon stands up and lifts me, spinning me around.

"Put me down, you shit."

"Hey, watch your language girl."

He puts me down and grabs my hand, dragging me with him.
When we arrive at the studio the scenes are gonna be shout, Shannon keeps dragging me with him. I look around to see the place. Every furniture is put aside, mirrors all around the room and a dark shade carpet in the middle. The dimly lit place makes it difficult for me to see where is who. The only things I see are cameras and many people moving around. A voice interrupts everyone and the place falls into silence.

"Ok, lets do it. It's just a scene and I hope it's gonna be done in less than an hour."

Jared bossing around once again. He walks to one of the crew members and then turns on the stereo, music filling the room. A minute later, Natalie emerges in the scene, making me feel disgust and only. When she takes her robe of, standing there with only her lingerie and high heels, I feel like throwing up at the exact moment. I drop to one of the chairs, my eyes not leaving what's going on. I turn to look at Shannon and he looks at Natalie, as the rest of the people does. I slightly punch his leg and he turns to look at me.

"Do you have any idea if Tim is here?"

"No. I think he went to take care of something, he'll come back later at the hotel."

I drop lower on my seat as everything is getting ready for the shouting. I close my eyes and pray to god to not let me do anything crazy. When I open my eyes a minute later, Natalie is lying on the floor, Jared on his knees between her legs, stroking them. I feel my cheeks turn red and anger fools me.
As everything is going on smoothly I try to keep my composure not to stand up and break everything. It's the first time I feel so jealous. And this time I'm sure that I'm jealous of Jared. Seeing him with another women, even acting to have some kind of sex with her, makes me green by envy. All this time I look numbly at them moving around on the floor, doing the same scene again and again. When I come back to reality, I look around to see everyone watching them with interest. Now she's lying on the floor again and Jared is above her, ready to kiss her. As he gets closer and closer to her face, I feel myself getting sick, and it isn't because of my fever. He gets closer and closer and suddenly their lips crush together, moving smoothly against each other.

I stand from my seat and hurry to the bathroom, not caring if I drop some things down on my way. Everything stops and I hear Jared calling my name. When I reach the bathroom, I close the door behind me and drop on my knees in front of the toilet. My vomit fills the toilet as I try to calm down, hot tears running down my cheeks. I hear the click of the door and seconds later Shannon is next to me, holding a towel to clean me and cradling my head.

"It's ok, shh..."

I keep crying and I start sobbing in his arms. He holds me closer and kisses my forehead, flushing the toilet at the same time. When he pulls back, he lifts my head and looks me in the eyes. My vision is distorted but I can see the worry in his eyes.

"What happened Emma? Are you ok?"

I wipe my tears with the backs of my hands and look at him, realising that what I'm going to tell him is something I've never admitted to myself.

"Shannon..."

"Yes..?"

"I... I'm... I'm in love."

His eyes grow big and his lips form a little smile.

"With Tim?"

I shake my head negatively and drop my eyes down on my lap.

"No. I'm in love... I'm in love with Jared."

Chapter 6: Is this real?

Part 1

"Mummy
I know that we have to talk for a long time now, but there's too much work and I don't--"

"CUUUUUT!"

I lift my head to see Jared standing from his seat, the frown he has for days now still plastered on his face. He walks towards these twins. The Porcelain Twins. Standing in the middle of an empty road, completely naked.

"I can't afford this shit anymore."

"Me neither."

Shannon appears next to me, dropping on his knees. He takes a cigarrete out of the packet and lits it up, taking a good drag. I sigh and drop lower on my seat, clutching tightly my mobile, my text message to my mum remaining unfinished.

"C'mon, let's do this one more time. We have to finish these scenes TODAY, for fuck's sake."

Jared says again. He is so dominating that it gets in my nerves. I turn to look at Shannon, adjusting the scarf around my neck.

"Is he always like this?"

"Trust me, that's only a little taste of his 'directing' side."

"Oh god..."

I start to shake from the cold, feeling my nose red as an apple. Shannon puts his hand on my forehead and then his lips.

"You're sick baby girl. You must get inside the bus."

I hold my forehead and feel the strong warmth that proves I have a fever.

"I wish I could, but if I get inside your brother will kill me."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. Go rest."

I stand up from my seat and just as I put my feet on the ground I feel slightly disorientated. Thank god Shannon is here to hold me on my feet. I turn to smile at him and then grab my things, ready to go.

"If he comes shouting at me, remember that it's gonna be your fault."

"Ok, now go and rest or else I'll keep you here with your high fever."

I walk towards the buss and just as I'm ready to enter, Natalie storms in front of me. She passes me without saying a single word. I turn to look at her as she walks towards the set.

"Bitch."

I mutter and keep walking towards the back of the bus.
It's been a long time since Jared decided to do his 'sex-scenes' for Hurricane with Natalie. But for an unexplainable reason, she was a pease of shit for my, so bitchy yet so beautiful. I'm jealous of her, I can admit that, but I don't know who I'm more jealous of. Natalie or Jared for being with her?

I drop my things on the floor and unlock my phone, dropping at the couch at the same time. I go to the unfinished text to my mum.

"--have that much time to even call you. I miss you so much. I hope you, Dean and Sarah are doing fine. And because Thanksgiving is close, please, don't think about dad's loss again. I want you to have a good time this year. I love you. Emma xx"

I hit 'send' and then throw my phone next to me on the couch, resting my head back on the pillows. I close my eyes and sigh, tired from the work and the fever. As I feel myself drifting to sleep, a warm hand strokes my cheek, making me open my eyes. A pair of bright eyes is looking at me and it makes me smile.

"C'mon, have a seat."

Tim drops next to me and hugs me close to him, kissing my forehead. He stills then, making me frown and turn to look at him.

"What?"

"You're burning."

"I know. Thanks to Jared and his sick ideas of shooting at night with this cold outside..."

He lifts my head and kisses my lightly on the lips. When he pulls back I frown again.

"What was that for?"

"To make you feel better."

A smile forms my lips and I lift myself, kissing him as well.

"You know that's out of the terms, right?"

"Yeah, but I had to. I couldn't hold back."

I smile once again and drop my head, snuggling in his embrace.
Being in a friends-with-benefits kind of relationship with Tim was something that suits me well. But lately there's something more than the sex by his side. This thing actually terrifies me, but there's still the hope that things are gonna stay as they are now.

~~~

I wake up at the sound of the bus engine. My head feels better than before. The painkiller did a good job this time. I stand up and get out of my bunk, stretching my arms above my head. I scan the bus, but everything is pitch black. I turn my head towards the back lounge, a small stripe of light showing underneath the door. I walk towards the door and tap my hand three times. There's no answer. What if somebody is in there and in trouble? I open the door to see Jared lying on the couch, his earbuds in his ears and his hand under his his pants, moving up and down. My eyes grow wide in the sight of him touching himself. He didn't even hear me open the door. I slightly close the door but keep my eyes on him. What the hell am I doing?

Watching live porn? Not actually, but still.

"Aaaah..."

I feel like throwing up and turn to leave, but his voice interrupts my action.

"Emma..."

I turn to look inside, my face red as a tomato. He still has his eyes closed, moving without control on the couch, panting. I keep looking at his face, so precious yet so disgusting.

"Oh! You're killing me!" That mouth of yours..."

I start thinking about him saying my name while jerking himself off. No, it's not me who he's dreaming about. There's another Emma here, too.

"Oh... Br-- Brunny!"

And that's when my eyes get the shape of plates. He's imaging me giving him a blowjob. I don't know if I should be happy or not with what I heard. A long groan interrupts my thoughts again, Jared climaxing and panting fast. When he relaxes, I close the door as fast as I can and run to my bunk, getting in and covering myself with my blankets. I turn from the other side and pretend to sleep, the door of the back lounge opening and closing, footsteps getting closer to my bunk. He passes from my bunk without stopping. A sigh of relief escapes my lips and I open my eyes again.

What do I live? Jared was jerking himself off while thinking of me. This thing is just crazy. I've admitted to myself that I have a crush on Jared, but now it was him thinking of me. Or I was fascinating? Having a fever can cause you many daydreams. But this one wasn't a daydream, I'm sure about that.


To be continued...

Yeah.

No chapter yet. I've been busy the whole weekend. I can't promise something, but I hope I'm gonna be able to finish chapter 6 till next Sunday.

Happiness.

I lie back on my towel and pull my sunglasses back on. The sun's still burning, even if it's 4p.m. now, and I can feel my temperature rising. The light pattering of the waves echoing around me. I sight and turn my head to the left. Here he is, taking a nap on the beach for the third time today. He's lying on his stomach and his back's rising and falling with each breath. I don't have the nerve to wake him up because he's so sweet, just sleeping like that. But I prefer him with white skin, not a red, burned one.

I push myself in one elbow and look at him. Oh, my little sweet boy...

"Dom, wake up. You'll get sunburned."

He shifts and growls sleepily. He turns to his side then and opens his eyes.

"What happened?"

"You fell asleep again. That happened."

"What time is it?"

"4 p.m."

He turns on his back and stretches his arms up. I just look at him like he's a statue, a beautiful statue. All of a sudden he bursts up and looks at me worried.

"Where's Jen?"

"Playing over there."

I point my finger towards the side behind his back where the little girl plays with her toys.

"I'm gonna be there."

"Ok, just don't let her enter the sea alone."

He stands up and walks towards Jennifer. When she sees him she stands up immediately and runs to him, wrapping her little arms around his legs. He lifts her up and walks with her towards her toys, sitting down and taking one in his hands.

It's too fascinating to see him play with our daughter. That wasn't expected when I told him I was pregnant, though. He was as scared as a mouse in front of a hungry cat. We both were. But after a very good talk, we both promised to try and be good parents for this new life.

When Jennifer was born, it was obvious she was gonna be like her father. You could see it from her blond hair anyway. I'm so glad to have this little princess in my life. Because of her I saw Dom crying in front of me, even from sadness or happiness. I saw him angry, happy, annoyed, excited. But when she was born, it was the most blissful moment of my life. I knew from then that I was completely in love with him, and our little baby was the proof of it.

And now, almost three years after, I still have this feeling. The five years we're together, I never stopped loving him. Even if I have to share my love to two people now.

"Daddyyy..."

Jennifer's voice wakes me from my daydream and I turn my head immediately towards the voice. I do it just in time when I see Dom disappearing in the sea.

"Daddy? Where are you?"

"Boo!"

He successfully scared her again when he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her to the air. She screamed, then laughed. A little chuckle escaped my lips as I look at the scene in front of me. He took her with him deeper in the sea and she attempted to swim, even if she couldn't.

"Jennifer, wave to mommy"

He yells so I can listen to him and a grin spreads over my face. She waves her hands, shouting at me all the time and I wave back, blowing her some kisses.

"Don't let her free, Dom. Remember she's just three."

"Don't worry babe, Daddy's always here."

I smile to him and lay on my back once again. I have a boyfriend who I love with all my heart, a daughter who gives me a reason to breath, a life that makes me feel perfect. Well, this is called happiness, I can say.

So...

It's been a long time, I know. But school just doesn't help. So maybe there's gonna be a new chapter here on Friday or Saturday. :)

Chapter 5: Strange Feelings

Days pass by very fast. Maybe, months pass by very fast. This summer was a total blur. Everything was in fast forward. Running from one city to another. Interview after interview, gig after gig. Just a few days for holiday. And then everything started all over again.

Many things happened in only three months. Big success with the tour as every time we went to another city, the crowd got bigger and bigger. Jared dyed his hair. Again. And he also cut the mohawk. Shannon hang out with a girl for a while. But, not to my surprise, they broke up a month after. Tomo seemed just perfect. And in love with Vicki. I just wonder how they're still so much in love with each other after all these years being together. The rest of the crew? They did perfect to. According to Jared, they did perfect. But I could see how exhausted they were every day.

And then comes me. And Tim. I really can't remember how it happened but we got drunk once and kissed. And then we decided to go on a date. And a second. And a third.

He said that we could try and start a relationship. After these words, we ended up on a bed. I could call it mostly as fuck-buddies, not a couple. But we tried. We still do. And from the fifth date it seemed to work.

And now here I am, in my seventh date with Tim, in a coffee house, the rainy, almost late October weather keeping us company. I sip from my mug of coffee and look outside. It really rains a lot here in Lincoln .

"Emma? Are you here?"

He says next to my ear and I turn to look at him.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"I said if you have to do something when we arrive in America."

"Ehm... Dunno."

"Ok, but you know, Jared's thinking about this new video shoot and I asked because the last time you helped him."

Then reality hits me. Yes, the Mars boys are going to shoot a video for "Hurricane", and really, Jared asked me for help. And I accepted. Even if could have the days of the shooting for my fun, I prefer to work.

"Ehm... Yeah, I will help."

He smiles a little and I smile back to him. I look out the window next to me and see that the rain stopped.

"I think we should go now, before the rain starts all over again."

"I guess you're right."

We gather our things, Tim pays the coffee and we leave for the hotel we're staying for the night.

~~~

When we reach the hotel, I spot Shannon sitting in one of the benches at the opossite side of the road. I can smell the tension forming in his body. I turn to look at Tim who looks at me confused.

"I'm gonna be with him, ok?"

"Ok. I'll head upstairs if you need anything later."

I give him a peck on the cheek and head for Shannon, running down the road. When I reach him I see the cigarette in his hand and a pack of them lying beside him. I take the packet in my hand and drop down beside him. I open it and not to my surprise, it's empty.

"Don't tell me it was full."

"I won't. You just did."

My eyes grow wide in his words. He smokes that much when he's nervous. Which means that something's going on.

"Ok, spill it already."

"I will fucking kill him!"

He nearly screams and some kids passing by turn to look at him terrified. I smile a little to them and nod, the kids walking away. I turn to look again at Shannon, the frown on my face deepening.

"Ok, what happened? Who will you kill?"

"Jared! Who else?"

"Ehm ok, he's a person everybody would kill, but why?"

"He wants me to smootch with a girl. Again."

"So what?"

"The last time it happened not only I fucked her, but she fucked me too. Not physically. She fucked my life!"

"Hey hey! Easy. What do you mean?"

I look at him confused as I'm waiting for his answer. He drops the cigarette on the ground and turns to look at me.

"Well, long story short, I ended up in an orgy."

"A WHAT?"

He covers my mouth with his hand and looks in my eyes, his eyes piercing.

"Let's go to my room and I'll tell you everything. But don't you dare tell anybody."

I nod my head and he drops his hand from my mouth, taking my hand and dragging me across the street towards the hotel and then his room.

~~~

After letting Shannon explain everything to me, the only thing I can do is to stare with my mouth hanging open.

"So, to make a recap. You're scared of kissing that girl in the video because the last time you did it you had a relationship with your partner which ended up with you falling in love and her involved in very kinky situations which ended up with you in an orgy with four girls and three guys. Well, it's realy complicated."

"Can you stop joking for once? I'm serious!"

"Who says I'm joking Shan? I'm also serious."

He leaves a frustrated sight and drops on his back on the bed, his hands on his face. I could say that it was the first time seeing Shannon that confused and... scared. He always was the cheery one.

"You know what? Fuck it, I'm not gonna participate. And I don't care about Jared's reaction, I'll do only the fight scenes."

"Well, if you don't care... I was planning on telling you something, but nah, you said 'fuck it'."

"No, speak your mind, I'll listen."

I drop back and steady myself in one elbow, looking down at Shannon. I lock eyes with him and pierce them, just for the effect.

"It happened once, this doesn't mean you'll always end up like that. For the hell of it, forget about that bitch and move on! It's just like three kisses or what? Concentrate in what you have to do."

"Easy for you to say..."

"Look, you're one of those who say to not stay at the past. That's what you do! Change it! You can't say things that you can't do yourself. That's all."

I stand up from the bed and walk to the door to leave. When I open it, I turn to look back at Shannon who's still lying on the bed.

"It's not gonna be the same everytime... Call me if you want anything."

Without waiting for his answer, I close the door and head for my room. As I walk in the corridor, a rushing Emma bumps in me and when I turn to look at her, her face is red like a tomato.

"Thank god you're here, I need your help."

"Yeah, what is it?"

"You know, about the 'Hurricane' video. The people needed for the roles are coming in a few and they have to sign these."

She hands me a bunch of folders.

"Each folder has a name in front. When they come, call each ones name give it to them to sign. You'll meet them at the restaurant of the hotel, ok?"

"Fine. Guess I need to go."

"Ah! And tell to the girl with the darkest hair that Jared wants to meet her when she signs. Just give her his room number."

"Hey! How will I recognize her?"

"She has the darkest hair of all of them, you'll find her."

And then Emma enters another room. 'Ok' I whisper to myself and head downstairs to the restaurant.

~~~

I lean back in my chair and stretch, playing with the pen I have in my hand. Every name in the list Emma had in the main folder was deleted now. But only one name was still there. 'Natalie Loren'. She probably forgot about the appointment.

I lean in front and put my hands on my face. A deep cough catches my attention and turn towards where the sound came.

"Can I sit?"

"Sure."

Tim drops next to me and looks at the mess in front of me on the table.

"Why are you still here?"

"This girl..." I point my finger to the unmarked name on the list "...hasn't come yet. I wait just in case she remembers to come. Shit!"

I sight and lean back in the chair again. Tim's hand conects with mine as he starts stroking it.

"She'll come. It's late, but she'll come."

"I hope so..."

Tim moves closer to me and kisses my lightly on the cheek. A small smile forms my lips as I sight once again. I feel him nudging my side lightly and point with his head towards the entrance of the restaurant. There's a woman, kinda tall and thin, dark hair falling over her shoulders, dressed in total black. She scans the room and when her eyes lands on us, she paces towards the table. As she gets closer, her short dress is revealed under her also short coat. She stops in front of us and I look up at her, a smile on her lips as she extends a hand.

"Hi. I'm Natalie. And I'm pretty sorry for keeping you here, I know I'm late."

"Well, extremely late."

I mutter to myself and she looks at me confused.

"I'm sorry?"

"Nothing. I'm Emma. Emma Parker. And this is Tim Kelleher, the on-tour bassist for the band."

Tim waves at her and she smiles back to him.

"I was waiting for you."

"Again, I'm so so sorry, I had something else to finish first and it took me longer than I expected."

"It's fine. We just need you to sign this papers. It's for your safety on set, you know, if anything happens..."

"Yeah, I got it."

I hand her the pen and the folder with her name on it. She sits across me and starts reading the papers quickly. Tim from th other hand, just sits there, looking at Natalie like she's some short of an exciting thing. I feel his breath in my ear as he leans closer to whisper something to me.

"She's a hot piece."

"Tim!"

I punch him playfully on the side with my elbow and look around the nearly empty restaurant.

"Don't worry babe, I find you more attractive then her."

"You should."

I say jokingly and chuckle a little. His hand creeps over the small of my back and he grips lightly my side, making me jump in surprise.

"Tim, this is not an appropriate place."

"I know, I just want to light the fire for later."

I chuckle again and smile shyly at him.

"Patience Tim, patience."

"I'm done."

Natalie's voice brings me back to earth and I look at her as she closes the folder. She stands up to leave and we shake hands again. As she's about to turn and leave, I remember what Emma told me about the girl with the darkest hair.

"Oh hey, Natalie, wait!"

I walk towards where she's standing and give her a paper with Jared's room number written on it.

"Jared, who I think you already know, waits for you in his room, he needs to talk to you. Just go to the number here, it's in the fourth floor."

"Oh ok, thank you!"

She smile at me for a second and then leaves. I go back to the table to grab my stuff spread all over the table. Tim helps me do it faster and then we're heading out of the restaurant.

"What did you want to tell her?"

"Just to give her Jared's hotel room number, he wants to see her."

"Well, probably naked."

I frown and turn to look at him when we stop in front of the elevators.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that she's... Ok, beautiful. Probably Jared's taste."

I laugh a little with his comment.

"But Jared likes blondes as I know."

"He does, but she's fuckable enough for him."

"TIM!" I yell at him as we step into the elevator.

"Even this, they're gonna work together for a while."

"It doesn't mean that he can't have her on his bed."

"Aw god, what an interesting conversation we started."

I say sarcastically as Tim chuckles. I huff and wait for the elevator to stop in our floor. When we arrive, we step out and before I can walk, Tim grabs my hand and spins me so I look at him.

"Your's or mine?"

"Your's. Mine is a mess."

"Who said mine is better?"

"Oh, come on, I'll come to your's. The regular hour?"

"Yeah. And hey, take pajamas with you, I don't want you to get sick."

"You know, I'm always dressed when I come to you. That my clothes are soon useless is just another story."

We both laugh a little and then I turn to leave, telling him that I'll see him later. I have a short stop at Emma's room first to leave her her files. Just when I get out of her room and head to mine, I find Jared standing behind his door and scanning the corridor. I pass quickly, turning my head to look at his door for a brief second when I see a whip clutched in his hand. He quickly closes the door again when I already passed.

'She's fuckable enough for him' Tim's words echoing in my mind and suddenly a weird feeling creeps over me. Was I jealous because Jared had a girl in his room? And he was holding a whip? Probably to use it on her? I push the thought to the back of my mind as I enter my room, ready to take a sower and then go to spend another night in Tim's room.

Update:

Chapter 5 is almost finshed and will be posted tomorrow! Sorry for my lateness. And cheers! :)

Note:

I'm gonna be away till August 16 so I will probably post again in around August 17, when I'll have access on the internet. I'm sorry for not updating for a long time, but I wasn't able to write. Thanks for your patience! Kisses xxx :)

You make me sick because I adore you so...

Part 3


He cradles my head and kisses me again as he pushes slowly, giving me time to adjust. I moan softly as his lips leave mine and land to my neck, spreading kisess wherever they find. I throw my head back and arch my back, can't take the slow pace any more. I lift my hips and he gets my hint, increasing his pace and pushing harder. Moan after moan leave my mouth as I can't hold back, so lost in the act. His low growls make me look at him with half-opened eyes.

When he rotates his hips, he hits that spot that make me cry out loudly and he moans with me as he moves faster.

"Dom... Please... Un... Uncuff me..."

I plead with him breathlessly as I want my hands free so I can touch him, feel him.

"Ugh... No... Not right now..."

It comes breathlessly from his mouth. I'm in the verge of crying as the feeling gets more intense and I need to touch something, to touch him. I pull at the handcuffs and I feel the mettal cutting my skin. Without noticing, he pulls my leg up and wraps it around his waist, giving him the chance to thrust deeper than before. I whimper both by pleasure and frustration and call his name again, pleadingly. He looks in my eyes and for a moment I think he saw the moisture already forming in them because he slows down. He comes to a halt and reaches for something on the nightstand. I see a little key in his hand, probably the one from the handcuffs. He unlocks each one and throws them to the floor, along with the key. I extend and pull my fingers, feeling the blood returning to them. He takes my wrists and rubs them gently. I can feel something cold around them and it's not the metal. That's probably blood. I pull both my wrists from his hands and look at them, my thought confirmed now. Little cuts are everywhere and a splash of blood is in one of them. I lift my eyes and look at him, his eyes looking at me in worry.

"I'm sorry babe. That wasn't y inte-"

"It's fine, I'm ok."

I momentarily forget about my wrists and lift my hips up, urging him to continue. He starts pushing again slowly but I don't have it. I need him to go harder, faster. I wrap my arms around him and rack my nails over his back, making him hiss. Beats of sweat form in my forehead and my whole body glows, covered in sweat. I wrap my other leg around his waist and urge him to go deeper, as he does. His pace increases and now I can feel the first waves of my pleasure coming. I tug at his hair with one hand so he tilts his head back and I bite gently on his neck. He grunts at my action and I try to pull my legs higher, needing to feel him even deeper. My hands wonder over his back, covered in sweat. He grabs my waist with his hands and lifts me up with him as he gets on his knees on the bed. Then he kisses me hard, moving me up and down his shaft. I wrap one arm around his neck and the other lands on his side, digging my nails in his skin. One of his hands tugs at my hair and my head tilts back, giving him access to attack my neck. His teeth leave marks here and there as he sucks and bites my neck and my moans can't stop.

We move together in a fast pace, kissing and biting each other as our orgasms come closer. I take the risk to rack my nails over his lower back and then squeeze his ass and he moans loudly, hitting my spot with his hurried thrusts again, making my moans match his. My body starts shaking and my orgasm is just seconds away. He throws me back on my back and hovers me again, his thrusts uncontrollable and his moans more frequent. With one last thrust of his hips he sends me over the edge, screaming his name and digging my nails in his back. He follows me soon after, a growl leaving his throat as he cums and then falls above me.

He nuzzles the crook of my neck as I hug him closer, both of us still trying to control our breathing. His heartbeat is hard against my chest, matching my own. I kiss his shouldier and I feel his smile against my neck. He pulls out of me slowly and I grunt at the loss. He falls on his side next to me and tugs me closer by my arm, hugging me and kissing my forhead when I'm in his arms.

"That was... Wow."

My voice is almost a whisper when I speak that I can barely hear my voice. He chuckles and kisses the top of my head, his hand going up and down my back.

"Definitely. That was amazing."

His hand stops caressing my back and I can feel his heartbeat increase. I look up at him and he seems to think about something. He looks like an angel, his hair falling on his face, his chest moving up and down with each now controlled breath he takes. The only thing that worries me is his frown.

"Dom? Are you ok?"

He snaps out of his thoughts and looks at me, the smile returning on his face.

"Everything's fine. I just..."

"You just what?"

His eyes lock with mine and my heart skips a beat, his green eyes looking so beautiful in the moonlight. I start caressing his chest with my fingers and he sights.

"You are so beautiful, Jessica."

I feel my cheeks burn at his comment and I tear my eyes from his, feeling shy. He grabs my chin and lifts my head so I can only look in his eyes.

"I mean it. Plus, you're so cute when you blush."

"How did you see it?"

"I didn't. You just told me."

"Bastard."

I punch him playfully on his side and he tugs me even closer to him.

"Am I, really?"

"Yes, you do. You're a beautiful, lovely bastard."

He pecks my nose and then kisses my lips. I wrap an arm around his neck and our kiss deepens. My fingers entwine with his hair as our tongues meet each other and I sight. He slowly pulls back and looks at me with that precious smile of his on his face, his eyes dancing. After a minute his smile turns in a grin and I can only guess that he is ready for the second round, supposing by his erection touching my thigh.

"Not no Dom, I'm a little tired."

He pouts a little and I can only laugh with his face.

"What's so funny?"

"You, my love."

I freeze when I realize what I've said and my smile fades. To my surprise the corners of his mouth lift and he sights, his smile firmly in place.

"Don't look like I'm a zombie. I love you too."

With these words it's when I freeze for good. My eyes widen at his confession and I feel the tears forming again. He looks at me worried for a moment.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

"No. Just..."

My voice trails off and I don't realize that a tear escaped my eyes till I feel his hand on my cheek, brushing it off.

"Why are you crying babe?"

"I... I'm just... Happy."

And I duck my face in his chest, letting him hug me and kiss my temple. After a moment he lifts my chin and looks in my eyes.

"I said that I love you. And I mean it. I know you well enough to be sure."

With that he kisses me, every bit of emotion in it. During the kiss, a smile forms in my lips and he puls back, looking at me amused.

"I love you too babe."

And I kiss him again. When the kiss ends, he stands from the bed, takes the covers from the edge of the bed and pulls them over us. He pulls me close to him again, his left arm under my head, and kisses my forehead. I wrap my arm around him and kiss him right above his heart.

"I had a great time today."

"Me too. Now sleep, I need you fresh for breakfast."

"What's in your dirty mind, mister?"

"You'll see, my dear."

I snuggle closer to him and close my eyes. Just before I drift off, I hear his voice next to my ear.

"I love you, Jessica."

"I love you, too."

And I finally drift in a peacefull sleep.

You make me sick because I adore you so...

Part 2


When we enter his bedroom he closes the door with his leg and pushes me to the door, his lips now traveling to my neck, leaving a hot trail of kisses. I feel my self getting more wet than before as he bites the skin just below my ear, making me moan. He lets me down on my feet and I kick off my shoes as he does, along with his socks. With fumbling hands I unbutton his shirt, eager to feel his skin on mine. He lets me take of his shirt when I'm done and my hands move to his belt.

"Uh-uh. Not yet."

He pulls my hands next to my sides and he turns me around, his hands working with the zipper from my dress. He lowers the zipper teasingly slow and suddenly I feel his lips on the back of my neck. I feel my dress getting loose as he tucks the straps and it lands in a pile on my feet. I step out of it and turn to look at him. He looks magnificent in the moonlight. His hand lands on my waist as he tugs me closer to him. He kisses me again and I can feel the passion and lust in the kiss. I feel his hands on my back as he undoes my bra and then throws it somewhere around the room. He pulls back to look at me, his stare setting my body on fire. I try again to undo his belt and this time he lets me. When I'm done, I toss the belt aside and undo the button of his jeans. He takes my hands and puts them around his neck.

"Wow, somebody's eager."

"Obviously."

We start to walk backwards and seconds later I feel the back of my knees hitting the bed. He pushes me back and I fall on the mattress, scooting upwards until my head touches the pillows. He follows me and comes above me, his arms next to my head resting his weight. He starts kissing me once again, starting with my lips and driving souther to my jaw, my neck, my collarbones. He reaches my breasts and he starts caressing them with his fingers. I close my eyes as I sight and goosebumps spread all over my body. I moan loudly when I feel his lips closing around my nipple, sucking and licking it. I buck my hips up and I can feel his erection over his pants. He treats my other nipple with the same way and now I a small cry leaves my lips. He goes lower to my stomach, leaving small kisses wherever he wants as his hands try to get rid of my leggings. The fabric grazes the tip of my toes and then falls silently on the floor, my panties joining them in seconds. He stands up from the bed and his eyes travel all over my body. I feel a rush of shyness crushing over me and I have the need to cover my body. I feel my nipples getting hard and my arousal increasing under his stare. He goes to the other side of the room and I lift myself to my elbows to see where he is. He comes back moments later, his hands behind his back.

"Stay like this and close your eyes."

I do as I'm said and stay still, closing my eyes and trying to control my breathing from the sudden nervousness. I feel the heat of his body coming closer to mine and a fabric touching my cheeks. That's probably a blindfold because he ties the fabric in the back of my head, tight enough to close every way of my vision. I open my eyes and realize that I'm proved right. He pushes my chest and I lie down again.

"Lift your hands over your head."

I do again as I'm told and in a moment I feel the clicking of the cold metal around my wrists. Now I'm blinfolded and handcuffed beneath him, on his shame. I try to hear his moves, just to know were he is. From nowhere, I feel his breathing on my low stomach and I hold my breath. He starts kissing my stomach once again, sometimes sucking on my skin. His hands start caressing my thighs, going from the outside to the inside and more goosebumps spread over my body. His mouth leaves my skin and I feel nervous once again. It doesn't last for long as his lips land to the inside of my thigh, going higher and higher with every little kiss he leaves.

Suddenly, his lips close around my clit and I cry out at the sensation which powers me now, his warm tongue licking my clip. I buck up my hips and arch my back at the feeling, but he eases me down on my back again, his hands holding firmly my hips.

"You taste so good"

It comes out of his mouth muffled and the vibration of his voice makes me arch my back again. He stops sucking my clit as his tongue licks my opening up and down, again and again. His hands leave my hips and go up to caress my stomach and breasts. My head starts to spin and my gut tightens as and orgasm starts to form. His lips and hands leave my body suddenly and I growl to him.

"Shh... Be patient babe."

And with these words a finger enters my opening and his tongue attacks my clit again, licking fast and sucking hard. I can't stop the moans that form and leave my mouth. I arch my back as I try to feel him closer to me. I need to touch something, to touch him. But he made sure I couldn't.

"Want a second one?"

"Ahh... Yeahh... Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Please."

"Good girl."

And a second finger enters my pussy. The feeling is unbearable. My head starts to spin as my orgasm is almost here. I moan as loud as I can, not even caring if the neighbors are listening. His fingers curl up and hit a spot inside me that makes me cry out loudly. With a last push and a suck of his mouth on my clit, my orgasm hits me and I come hard, my walls clenching around his fingers. He slows his moves as I drive out my orgasm and try to control my breathing. He pulls out his fingers and I can hear a slurping sound, probably sucking them in his mouth.

I feel his weight leaving the bed and I hear the rustling of clothes. The opening of a drawer comes next. Then, there's the sound of the tearing foil and he gets in the bed again, lying above me, the heat of his body matching mine. He starts kissing my neck and I sight at the feeling. His hands work behind my head and I lift it, letting him untie the blindfold. The fabric looses around my head and he tosses it somewhere. I blink a little, trying to adjust in the little light coming from the window next to the bed.

"Look at me."

I look at him as his eyes are plastered on mine. I can feel my heartbeat increasing as his chest touches mine, his heartbeat matching my own. He ducks his head and kisses my lips lightly. He pulls back a little and caresses my cheek. Without warning, he pushes inside me and I throw my head back, the sensitivity of my previous orgasm making the sensation unbelievable.

You make me sick because I adore you so...

Part 1



I never liked blond guys. I thought I never will. This until some weeks ago, the night I met him the first time.


When we arrived at the club we use to hang out, he was the first person I noticed. Just a blond man, some inches taller than me. I already knew that there was no way he would notice me, that he was just going to be my main interest for tonight. I managed to control my thoughts about the handsome guy and made my way to the bar along with my friends. As we made our way to one of the lounges after we took our drinks, the thing I was sure won't happen, happened. Not exactly like I expected, but still. As I turned to leave for the lounge, I hit with another body and my drink fell in my dress. Thank god the dress was black and it wasn't visible. As I lifted my head to see who it was, a pair of green eyes looking at me greeted me. I looked down at his shirt and it was stained with some drops of a red liquid. I instantly apologised, although I was shocked by seeing him standing there in front of me. When he saw that my glass was as empty as his, he protested to pay for the cleaning of my dress, as I did about his shirt. We ended up changing numbers so we could meet to pay the damage in our clothes.

From the first meeting we thought about giving it shot and try to be friends. Not the best obviously, but we would keep in contact. So did we. We met when we had time and mostly talked about everything and nothing. He was a good buddy, he would entertain you whenever you wanted. I never stopped to like him though. Even we became some short of friends, I never stopped to like him. It was a thrill to be next to a man like him and not attack him. It was only once I asked him if he had a girlfriend and he said no. That was a kind of relief. But he also managed to make me aware that he liked me too the night I asked him. It was ok, just admiring. It needed way more to become something more than what we were.

But things come when you don't expect them. He was gone for over a week when he asked me to hang out with him a little. I couldn't say no. We went in the same club we met the first time. Everything was fine till the idea of a drink competition entered my mind. He didn't resist and the shots were coming one after the other. When we decided to leave I was too dizzy that I couldn't even walk, but I somehow managed with his support to get out of the club. As he couldn't drive me back home because he was in the same state with me, we took a cab to my house. When I asked him to stay at my appartment for the night he accepted, much to my surprise. I told him to sleep on the couch and he just dropped there. When I returned from my bedroom with a blanket for him, he was pulling his t-shirt over his head with his back to me. Oh god, his back. The muscles there working as he lifted and dropped his hands. He turned to look at me and as he was reading my mind, he came closer, so close that his nose touched mine. The blanket I held fell from my hands when he kissed me. A kiss full of passion(and vodka too). Then he just led me to my bedroom and what followed was obvious.

The next morning when we woke up we knew what we did the previous night wasn't good. And decided to make it up. By dating.

And here I am now, in our fifth date, sitting opposite of him in the table of a random restaurant he suggested. He is looking at me deviously, a smirk plastered on his face. Suddenly I feel nervous and clear my throat, playing with the food I have in front of me.

"Why are you looking at me like food? You already have a plate in front of you."

"Well, I prefer you than the real food."

I chuckle a little with his words and tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear. Maybe a little seduction will be fine. I take one of the little tomatoes of my salad with my fork and put just the edge in my mouth, sucking on it. His eyes never leaving my face, he lowers his head and continues to look at me, the smirk now gone. I take the tomato in my mouth and start chewing on it. He looks relieved now and I think I will use my next trick. A little moan escapes my mouth as I'm chewing the tomato and I get lower on my chair. I can see his eyes flashing, now a dark shade of green on them. I cross my legs under the table and let my right foot caress his calf. He shifts in his chair and his jaw tightens. I smirk with his reaction and lead my foot higher, until my show can touch his thigh.

"Since when you're such a naughty girl Jessica?"

"Since I started to hang out with you Dominic."

"You know, bad girls deserve punishment."

"I don't disagree."

That smirk returns on his face as he take a mouthfull of his food. I make sure he swallows his bite and then with the front of my shoe I start to caress his groin. His eyes go wide when he realizes what I'm doing and I smile deviously to him. I tuck my dress lower, revealing more cleavage wiht my move. His eyes land there and I think I now made my point clear. I continue with my salad as my foot still caress his thigh. Time passes by smoothly with small talk between our eating and I decide I should surprise him again. I caress his groin again with my foot as I pass my tongue over my lips slowly.

"Ok, that's enough, we're leaving."

"But why?"

"I think it's time for the punishment we mentioned before."

I sit up immediately, excitment running through my veins along with my blood. He pays the bill and we head out with fast steps. When we reach his car in the parking lot he pins me between the side of the car and his body and starts kissing me thouroughly. His tongue invades my mouth and entwines with mine as I respond to his kiss. His hands land on my waist and he pulls me closer. I wrap my arms around his neck as a little moan leaves my mouth. When he pulls back we're both out of breath.

"Where?"

"Wherever. I just want to be with you."

He smiles with my words and kisses me once more, gently this time. He opens the passenger's door for me and I sit in the car. He closes the door and goes to the driver's side. Then he enters the car, puts the engine in life and we head out of the parking lot.

We probably drive to his house, supposing by the road we took. I was in his house before. Only twice when we first met. We were friends then. Now we're everything except friends. The drive there is awfully quiet. We pull to a stop and he dies the engine. I turn my head to look at him and he's looking back at me. I flash a shy smile as he pulls a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"You really want this?"

"We already did it once without asking me. And you ask now?"

"I just wanted to be polite."

"Leave this for later, now we have other things to do."

He opens the door from his side and gets out, coming to my side and opening the door for me. Too much gentleness. He locks the car and we head to his house. When he unlocks the door he lets me in and I can see nothing 'cause of the darkness. I turn to look at him and smile. He closes the door with his leg and wraps me in his arms, kissing me. His kiss is slow but hard. His hands are roaming over my body as he takes off my coat. I get him off of his jacket as well and tug him closer to me by his shirt. With his left hand he grabs my ass and with the other lifts my leg to his side as the kiss is deepening. I wrap my arms around his neck as he grabs my other leg and lifts me up, carrying me to his bedroom.

Chapter 4: Confessions

My back aches and my feet hurt when we arrive at the hotel after the gig. I go sit in one of the couches in the lobby while Emma and Jared are checking the reservations. I rest my head in my hands and sight deeply. "Tired?" I hear a voice telling me. I lift my head and see Jared standing in front of me. I sight again and now he drops to his knees. He shakes his head and says "Look, you're going to stay with somebody else and since me and Shannon have a bigger room, it's your choice who you want to stay with."
I look at him confused. Why I have to be the one to loose the room and stay with another? Why couldn't be Emma or someone else? "Tell me something, why does it have to be me to stay with someone else?"
"You're the last reservation we made in this hotel, that's why."
"Oh thank you for leaving me last!"
"Is this your problem right now, really? Look kiddo, decide what you do because we need to head to our floor, ok?" he says, probably annoyed by my attitude. I look at him angrily as I try to decide. If I stay with him the only sure thing is that we're gonna fight all night long. But if I go with Shannon, at least I'll be with my friend and have some fun before sleep. The problem with Shannon is that he admitted that he likes me, so it would be a matter of minutes to throw me on his bed. I try to soften my expression and clear my throat as I still look at Jared. "Well mister, I think you're the luckiest man in the world." I say sarcastically. He frowns a little and his eyes flash. "And why so?" he says with his voice dropped some octabes lower. If I didn't know that he changes this fast, I would say that he intimidates me. I smirk at him before I speak "Because I'm gonna be your guest for the next two days. Lucky man." I say, my smirk spreaded all over my face and stand up with another word from him, heading towards the others.


~~~


I just close my eyes when I hear a door closing. It's the fifth time that I'm ready to sleep but something interrupts me from my action. I sit up on the sofa-bed and push the sheets aside so I can stand up. I need to go to the bathroom. I'm so sleepy that I enter Jared's place without asking him if I can. When I realize it, I turn my head to look around the room so I can find Jared. And there he is. Digging around his suitcase to find a t-shirt probably, as he is only in his sweatpants. I clear my throat so he can notice me and he turns around with a t-shirt in his hand.
"What?"
"Do you need the bathroom? I mean, can I use it?"
I can hear him chuckle as I say that, which annoys me a little.
"What's so funny?"
"If you're in the verge of pissing in a public place you would ask the others if they wanted to use the restroom?"
"No, but in this case I just wanted to be polite. And because I see you pissing around the room..." I say and enter the bathroom, closing the door behind me with a loud thud. In times like this I really want to kill this man. He's so frustrating. He changes like a chameleon. From being good and happy with everyone he can be a totally annoying bastard in a matter of seconds. But I should be ok with that, he'll always be like this. Shannon is the only person who makes him comortable, that's what I learned in these 5 months of being on tour with the band.

When I get out of the bathroom Jared is nowhere to be seen. I walk towards the other room and see him sitting in my sofa-bed, fully dressed and looking to the opposite wall. I clear my throat and he turns his head, looking me from head to toe. That's when I remember what I'm wearing. Just an over-sized t-shirt and shorts. And they probably climbed too high in my legs. I feel all the blood coming up in my face and blush, tugging nervously at my shorts. He chuckles and I can say that he looked at me like meat just to intimidate me. He does that a lot lately. I sit down next to him, trying to keep some distance and tugging again at my shorts.
"You know, they're not gonna get longer to cover you..." he says and a smirk marks his lips.
"What do you want?" comes out of my mouth colder than I imagined.
"Ehmmm... Sorry about before. I know you think I'm a jerk."
"No I don't. I'm sure about it."
"Well ok, I've been told like this a lot of times, it's fine. It's just that I can't get used to you wondering around."
"I don't wonder around. I work too, you know."
He gets closer to me and suddenly I feel nervous again. I get even more nervous when his hand reaches for mine and takes it.
"Look, I really had no intentions on making you hate me. Because you do, I know you do. Just..." he leaves his voice trail of and I wonder were is this going. He never came to talk to me like that. He never came to talk to me at all, except it was something professional. I try to wrap my mind and shake his hand lightly.
"Yes..?"
"I want to make it up to you. I mean, you work your ass off for six months now and I never thanked you about it. I think I really have to make it up to you. You are a part of this crazy ordeal and if it wasn't you god knows if anything was going to be fine."

He really caught me off guard. I never expected something like this. And for once he admitted I was part of this 'family' he created with his band mates. I suddenly feel all the tension leaving my body and I become more relaxed, a smile crossing my face.
"You don't have to thank me or make it up to me. That I'm here, having a job I'm payed for and enjoying every part of it, is enough for me. That for this one time you seem to respect me is enough."
He frowns a little at my last comment, which has my smile fade. "I was just joking. But thanks for telling me whatever you said." I say immediately. He smiles slightly and holds my hand stronger.
"I want you to be sure that you count as a family member now. I see you have the best relationships with all the crew and you're willing to help everybody. I appreciate it very much..." he pauses and I can see that he tries to say something to me that he never said. "And I'm sorry about being a total asshole to you. I try not to be like that with each new crew member but it seems I fail every time."
I chuckle a little with his last words and pat his back with my free hand. "It's ok, I've got used to it now. But let me ask you something. Why all this 'confession-thing' tonight?" I say, not regretting about asking him what I just asked.
He shakes his head and sights, then turns his head to look in my eyes. "It's because it's the only time I had the chance. I mean, I never have time with this kind of talks, just now. Since you're here, I thought it was a good chance." he says and turns his head to look to the opposite wall again. "Ok then, it was good to talk with you about something that has not to do with work." The words slip from my lips in almost a whisper and I hear him chuckle. "Yes, it was indeed good." he says and pulls me in his arms, hugging me briefly. I don't realize when this happened and I just smile back to him when he pulls back from the embrace.

"Sleep tight Emma, tomorrow it's a new day." he says as he goes to his room, leaving me sitting there motionless. When I hear his sight as he falls to the bed I say in a low voice "Goodnight Jared." and I'm sure that he couldn't hear it. "Thank you." I hear from the other side of the wall and blush a little. I lie down on the sofa-bed, pulling the sheet over my body and turn to my side, facing outside the wall-length window, the lights dancing in the dark sky. My mind works on many different scenarios about Jared's behavior today, how he could change like a chameleon not only in his apperance, but his behavior to. That more I think, the more my lids get heavier and I drift to a peacefull sleep finally.

Chapter 3: Some trolling for your day.

When I wake up it is already morning, which means that we're in our destination. As I sit up in my bunk, I do the first thing in my daily list; hit my head in the roof of my bunk. Thank god I got used to it or else I'd always have a headache. I step out of my bunk and head for the mine bathroom to the back of the bus.

As I'm ready to enter the bathroom, without even knocking to see if someone's in, a shirtless Tomo opens the door. I turn to look at him and my eyes go wide "Woohoo, look what we have in here!" I say as I giggle. Tomo throws me a dangerous glance and says "Don't 'woohoo' my girl, I'm taken and you know it." and then he grins. "Good for you that I love Vicki, elsewhere I'd pin you to the wall and..." I let my voice drop and start laughing at the scene I just made. I suppose it's my reaction that makes him laugh too. "Hey, where's the fun?" Tim appears from nowhere and smiles to both of us. It's a matter of minutes till I see that Tim is also shirtless. "Hey, why any of you all put on a shirt? There are little kids in here!" I spat out and enter the room, locking the door behind me.

As I turn to head to the sink, I hit with another body. As I lift my eyes to see who it is, I'm not surprised by the smirk playing on his lips. I look at him angrily and push his body away from mine, then he starts laughing. "IT'S NOT FUNNY!" I yell at him and he laughs harder. I keep on looking at him angrily and through his laugh he says "You... Should... See your face now... You're like a..." and he starts laughing again. I give up on my angry face and start laughing too. "You're a very big asshole, Shannon" "Oh thank you, I'm flattered" he says as I unlock the door to let him out. Tomo and Tim are still in front of the door, with shirts on this time, and they're laughing as well. "That goes for you too, jerks. And I hope that there are no more semi-naked surprises in here" I say and close the door again, not waiting to see their reaction.

When I'm ready and dressed, I head to the kitchen to grab breakfast. Ok, it's just juice and cookies, but it's just fine with me. As I enter the small kitchen, I see Emma and Jared sitting next to each other, probably working on something, supposing by Emma's laptop in front of them. I walk to the fridge, grab a glass from the cabinet above and the bottle of juice from the fridge. I pour a glass for myself, put the juice in the fridge again, and head back to my bunk to grab my stuff. As I turn to leave I hear Jared calling someone. "Emma" he says two times. I don't turn around because he probably calls out his PA. After all, he always calls me 'Bruny'. Why? Because Emma is blonde and I'm brunnete. As we have the same name and I'm the last one added here, I took the nickname. And it's kinda annoying to be honest. I walk back to my bunk and sit on the bed, pulling my laptop from the little place next to the mattress.

As I pull the lid and start my laptop, Jared comes and stands in front of me. He looks annoyed, as I do when he pisses me off. "Are you deaf? I was calling you and you left like you didn't notice?" and with these words I flush red from embarassment. "I'm sorry, I thought you were talking to Emma, you always call me 'Bruny' so I didn't turn." I said in a low voice. "It's ok. I just wanted to tell you that there are some changes with the rooms at the hotel. We're one room less than we expected and somebody will have to sleep with somebody else. Since you have a room, do you have a problem to accommodate somebody in your room?" "No, it's fine with me" "Great. I'll tell you more when we head to the hotel." and he leaves.

After two hours we're on the venue. The band has soundcheck but it's so hot outside, so I decide to stay on the bus and work on the files for the next show. I have to make some calls, schedule interviews for the next 3 weeks, photoshoots... If I do at least most of them now, I'll have some more time to relax, since the next show is two days and not tomorrow. And with that, I dive myself to work.

Oneshot: Last Friday Night

I just open my eyes and something hits my face. So bright. If I didn't breath I could say that I'm living in heaven with such a bright light.
Too bad when you wake up and the sun hits you straight on the face...

I close my eyes again and try to turn to my side but something hits my head this time. Shit. I try to look around to find what I was searching for. And I suddenly spot the empty bottle of vodka. I shouldn't drink the whole bottle by myself. And then I spot my underwear next to the bottle. Damn! I'm ready to jump to my feet but hell, I can't. I'm too dizzy to even move. At least, I'll move my head to see who is next to me. If anybody is next to me. But of course my head doesn't let me complete my action. Do it Sarah! It's just a turn.

I slowly turn my head to the right and I gasp. Oh god, look at him! He's lying on his stomach, hair plastered all over his forehead. His full lips are parted but he's not snoring. How odd. His strong hands are under his head, making him another layer for his pillow. My eyes wonder lower to his neck, his shoulders. His back. Holy hell, his back! It's rising and falling in perfect time with his breathing. And then the sheet stops my view. When I turn to look at my own body, covered by the sheet as well, I realize that I'm holding my breath. How a man so beautiful as him can sleep in your bed?

There's no time to gaze at him. I have to figure out what happened last night. I try to remember with my fucked-up memory, but vodka still does it's miracle. Another time I should drink less. Get the dude drunk, not yourself.

Some flashes start to fill my mind, probably from yesterday night. It was Friday. Yeah, last Friday night, Katy Perry style. And I was watching a movie on the TV. Then there are flashes from Shannon's arrival. He just showed up on my doorstep. Guess he never told me how he reached me. After our first meeting in that Cube club or something, I gave him my number to call me if he wanted to hang out. Maybe my address was more necessary. He just came in and joined me. That easy. How can some people be so at ease with a short of stranger?

I can't remember how, but next there's me and him with the bottle of vodka, passing it from hand to hand. We were sitting on the floor. And from the one moment to the after I'm pushed to my back and he's hovering me. And then his lips are on mine, moving against them and sucking them gently. And I feel so hot and... wet. He took off my t-shirt and I unbuttoned every single button from his shirt, struggling a little. Why the fuck did he wear a shirt? Really? His shoes, socks and pants went next, probably. He must picked me up and carried me to my bedroom next, 'cause the rest of my clothing is here. I remember him kissing my neck and bitting it gently. I remember the goosbumbs he gave me with the wandering of his hands over my body. I remember him undoing my bra and tossing it somewhere around the room, kissing my nipples then. I can even remember that I grabbed him through his boxers. That's an interesting thing to remember. I can clearly remember when he got off of me to take off his boxers. Like Georgia says, always take a mental picture of what gets inside you. I surely took the picture, in HD this time. Even through my dizzy head, this picture is burned in my memory. In HD.

What comes next is the total blur. My hands roaming over his body, my nails scratching his back as he pushes into me. His lips meeting mine every now and then. Our labored breathing. Him taking one of my hands and pushing it over my head, entwining our fingers and holding it strongly. His head dipping in the crook of my neck, kissing it, trying to muffle his moans. I think I moaned as well. Pretty much for sure. The next thing is the climax. I cried out my release as he emptied himself as well, collapsing on top of me, panting hard against my neck. When we found our breathing, we probably started all over again. This can't be explained somehow else. The foil packets of the condoms on the floor explain everything. How we remembered for protection while we were drunk?

I'm so lost in the memories from last night that I don't realize he's waking up. I'm well aware that he's not sleeping when his hand snakes over my stomach and he snuggles close to me, kissing my neck. He gets on his left elbow, looking down at me with a goofy grin over his lips. "Good morning babe." he says, his husky voice doing it's magic to me again. I wrap my arms around his neck and drag him down to me, kissing him with passion. "Oh, somebody is eager for breakfast." and he's grinning again. Well, I can't say no to this kind of breakfast for sure. I smile back to him. "Yes, I really need coffee, my head is still spinning." "Can you handle one more turn and then we go drink the medicine? I mean, coffee." the goddamn smirk never leaving his lips. "I do, but do we still have condoms?" I say jokingly. Of course he starts laughing and then he kisses my temple. "If there's the need, we can find the solution" "You're lovely when you sleep." I say suddenly and he gazes at me in awe, then smiles, his lovely smile making my heart melt, and making me bite my lip as well. "I can say the same for you missy" he says and crushes his lips on mine, warming us up for the pre-breakfast.

Maybe sometimes vodka is used for a good reason, just saying...

Chapter 2: The first step

The days go by smoothly. Ok, it's just a pretext. Everyday is the same routine. Waking up, hitting my head in the roof of my bunk, breakfast, work, lunch, more work, arguments with Jared, then Shannon wanting to know everything, show, small talk with Tomo, work again, sleep after 2a.m. and the same thing everyday. Thank god everything goes well, my work, the shows. The only bad thing in my staying on tour is the everyday fighting with one of my 'beloved' bosses. I just wish that one day I'll find the right words to answer in one of his oh-so-smart comments about me and everything. For the hell of it, he had me dye his mohawk, blonde this time. He seemed bored by his pink-oops! pomegranate one. Couldn't he go to a hair saloon and have somebody do it? Anyway, the main thing is that everything on tour is well and now we are in Europe, safe and fine.

The show in Toulouse have ended before an hour or so, but still there are people waiting to leave the venue. That was probably on of the good shows, with a big audience. Everybody is already in the busses, ready to leave for the next station of the tour; Clerrmont-Ferrand. I couldn't make myself comfortable in the bus, so I stayed at the gates for a little while. We have almost an hour till we leave. I'm so bored that for a moment I think it would be a good idea to go talk with Jared, try to make up some of our fighting moments. But as soon as I realize it I regret it. "Fuck it, he's never gonna hear your shit." I mutter to myself. "Who's not gonna hear your shit Bruny?" a voice says behind me and I gasp. I turn my head and see Jared standng behind me, already showered and changed in clean clothes. He's holding my jacket on his hand and then drops it on my lap. " What the hell? Is he reading my thoughts?" I say mentally to myself.

He drops down and sits next to me on the ground. "It's getting cold, wear it. We don't want a flu wandering on the bus." he says, probably jokingly. "Shouldn't you be in the bus, working maybe?" I say in almost a whisper, putting on my jacket. "Yes, but I just wanted to hang out for a while. And since you're here and alone..." I turn and arch my eyebrows to him "I mean, it's not very pleasing seeing you alone at 11p.m. in the night in a foreign city. You don't know what night holds." "True fact, but you know, I can protect myself." "How?" Does he really doing this question? He never was interested in something about me. But ok, he's as bored as me, that's why he's asking. "Well, a kick at the balls is good enough, I guess." Without looking at him now, I can clearly hear his chuckle.

I search in the pockets of my jacket and find a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Without a second thought, I pull out a cigarette and lit it, putting it to my mouth and taking a good drug. I had to smoke for about two months or so and I really needed something to relax me now. I turn to look at Jared and he sits still beside me, his eyes wide in shock. He never saw me smoking, that's why. "What?" I say, breaking the silence. His look somehow softens as he speaks "I didn't know you smoke." "I do it sometimes, but don't imagine a lot of cigarettes. I had to smoke for a long time, but I always have a packet with me, just in case." I look at him and confusion is now on his face. "I smoked too, but you know, I realized that I can't afford the smoke because of my asthma, so..." Now it's my turn to be shocked. I didn't know about his asthma. "Oh god, I didn't know you have asthma, I'm burning it out right now." "No, no, it's fine, it's blowing to my left, it casts the smoke." "Are you sure?" "I said yes" I don't pay attention to his words, so I drop the cigarette to the ground and lit it off with my heel.

I turn to look at him again, he seems pleased with my action. How can he always get what he wants? I let the thought slip from my mind as the wind blows stronger now. Jared looks at me and I can say I notice his eyes for the first time. They're so bright and beautiful, nothing common with mine, which are dark and unattractive. "I think I misunderstoud you somehow, you're cute." With these words of his I burst in to a laugh. "Why are you laughing? Did I say something funny?" he looks at me with a smile on his face. "No, but after all the things you tell me you come here to change it." And I continue to laugh. He stands up suddenly and holds out his hand "Come, let's go inside, it's almost time to leave." I take his hand and stand to my feet. As soon as I'm steady, I free my hand from his and walk to the bus.

As I reach the entrance of the bus I turn to look at Jared and smirk to him. "I can't wait for tommorow" "And why so Bruny?" "First, stop calling me Bruny, it gets annoying. And second, I'll sleep in a fucking bed, finally!" I say as I jump up and down like a little child. He rolls his eyes at me and states "Watch your tongue Emma. Now get in, you'll be a step closer to the comfy bed you're dreaming about. But know you'll have to make your self comfortable with the one in here" and pushes my back slightly. I enter the bus with Jared in my steps and head to my bunk, changing to my pants and tank top and ready to sleep after another exhausting day.

Chapter 1: It's only just begun.

I'm nine weeks now on tour with 30 Seconds to Mars. After too many attempts for the job of the tour manager, at least I managed to become an assistant on a tour. And what a tour, a famous band, traveling around the world for god knows how long it'll take. Ok, I imagined something better than just an assistant, but having a job matters more.

And the whole crew is a hell of the best crews. We're getting along pretty well from the day the tour started and I took the place of the second assistant, who left the band for personal reasons. I can guess why. Probably Jared wasn't very pleased with his work. To be honest, Jared may seem very cool but he's like always very bossy over everyone, without exceptions. That's very irritating. In the beginning he was very good, he showed out a cool and controlled man. But now I can see his real side. Not that he's not a good guy, but his very strange. You can think for a moment that he is the King of the world.

About Shannon? He tried from the first moment to lay me to his bed. He must be so sexual frustrated, that's for sure. But it's ok, he admitted he's done it with every new girl in the crew and he never succeded. He's very cool I can say. He makes himself comfortable everywhere, has humor. And of course, he bangs his drums like a beast. For these nine weeks he's the one I'll run into if I want to talk or want some company. I can say that I found my friend for the time I'll be on tour.

And Tomo, oh god, Tomo. He's the sweetest guy in the world! I loved him from the first minute. You can't make a bad option about Tomo. He's very understanding and so sweet. Whenever I see him I just wanna run to him and hug him. I don't know why, but he seems to be the most friendly of the band-boys. And whenever his girlfriend, Vicki, joins on the tour, he's so happy and sweet with her. After the years they're together and he seems to be still madly in love with her. That makes me so happy.

~~~

I try to concentrate to the work I need to have done for tonight. We're in Chicago, in the North America leg of the "Into the Wild" tour. And I need to have some paperwork done for the next show in Detroit tomorrow. As I start with the things I have to do, a knock on the door of the back lounge startles me. "It's open" I call out. Emma picks her head in the room. "Hey, Jared needs to give you some more work to do, he waits for you in his dressing room." she says. I frown a little at the thought of more work, not having done the current one. "Ok, tell him I'll be there in five mins" I tell her and with that she nods and closes the door. "Can't he get his ass and come here? Is he that tired to walk?" I ask myself. As I can't do the work right now, I grab my cell phone and sunglasses and head outside of the back lounge and the tour bus.

The sun is still bright outside and it's still 6p.m. Why did they have to go for soundcheck so early? The show is at 9p.m. Of course it would be Jared's idea, Emma manages the time. And Emma is his PA. I walk past the back entrance and head for the long corridor which leads backstage and to the dressing rooms. As I reach the dressing rooms I try to find the one where Jared is. I pull open the first door I find but it's just an empty room. As I look around I find the paper stuck on the door which says "Jared" and go for it. I knock on the door and in the other end he calls out for me to come in. I open the door and I spot a shirtless Jared in front of his backpack, with many shirts strewn around him. I go closer to him and I see his confused look, probably trying to find something to wear for the show. I spot a white t-shirt in the pile of clothes and pick it up. "This one" and I hand it to him. He takes it, the confusion never leaving his face. "Want something?" I ask him. "Look Bruny, I need those files-" he points to a red envelop on the table next to the bathroom door "-to be done till Thursday for the NYC show." I go and pick up the envelop, then turn to him again. "Have you done the ones for Detroit?" "I'm in a good way. They'll be ready before the show, hopefully" I say in a low voice. "When will you stop calling me Bruny? I have a name." I snap to him on my way to the door, turning to see him from my shoulder. "Never." "And why not?" "It's the only way I can call you. Having two Emmas on the crew isn't very easy. I had to put a nickname to one of them. And I surely prefer to put the nickname on you" he says with a little smile on his lips. "And why me?" "I'm used to call my PA as 'Emma'. Since you're the latest one, you take the nickname" he muses and then pauses for a while. "You should feel honored to be called as 'Bruny'. It seems cute." He says jokingly. I snort with his word. "Ok boss, but I'd like to be called with my name. I feel like I'm a baby girl." "You are." "Really? I'm 24 and still a baby?" "In your mind" he says, more to himself. I feel some anger creep over me but I try to ignore it. He's Jared. He's kidding. But still, I work for him and his band so I need to keep my mouth shut. I dead-glare at him and open the door to leave. "Thanks for your compliment. I'll hand the paperwork to Emma later" and without a back glance, I leave the room and practically run to the tour bus.

In my way to the tour bus I'm stopped by Shannon. "Hey tiger, what happened?" he says confused. I turn and look at him, a bit of hurt in my soul from Jared's words before. I spot the lit cigarette between his fingers and reach quickly for it. He's so out of his trucks by my move that he doesn't respond as I take a good drug from the cigarret and then hand it to him again. But he doesn't take it so I take a second drug and let the smoke fog my mind. "I didn't know you smoke" he muses. "Only in situations" I snap back. "Situations like what?" "Like the one with your brother" I say and tears pull in my eyes. I never cried in front of Shannon and I have no intention to, so I blink rapidly to stop them from falling. He looks at me in confusion, the frown on his face deepening. "You fought again?" "Almost. Maybe, let me refrase that. We were talking normaly till he said that I have a baby's mind. Sideways" I mutter and take another drug from the cigarette. Shannon shrugs. "Oh Bruny, don't mind him. He can be a total jerk before a show." "But he's a jerk with me all time. Like I did something to him. Ok, I don't like him that much, but I feel like he's using me like a robot for whatever he wants to have done-" I spat out and drop the finished cigarette to the ground "-and don't call me Bruny." "Ok, ok! Look, go and do what you have to do and then come watch the show. You never joined in one." "Ok, I'll see what I can do 'bout that" He hugs me for just a second and then pushes me towards the bus.

When I reach the bus, I enter and head towards the back lounge once again. I need to have this work done till the show and then go have some fun. Sometimes Shannon's ideas can make me excited. That's why I decide to go watch the show. My very first Mars show. Seems odd, but I never had time to even take a peak of any show. "If you wanna join the show in time, let's get into work Emma." I tell to myself and start working on the files I left once again.

Just so you know...

Hello there! So, here's a blog for my fanfics. Most of them will be Mars-related. In the future I may post some things non Mars-related, but they're gonna be in greek, since it's not very easy for me to write always in english. I may also post some random things, in greek again. Well, welcome to my crazy world(I mean my blog) and hope you enjoy your stay. ;)